This blog is dedicated to recording the thoughts of a little pug named Winston, the Grand Duke of Pugsworth, as he struggles through a pampered existence.

Friday, January 26, 2007

Winston is doing fine.We, the Grand Duke's parents, want to thank everyone for their well wishes. Little Winston is doing great, although he is not quite the man he used to be. He says that he will write about the entire experience in a few days when he's not as tender feeling; but, until then, he asks that in lieu of flowers everyone instead check out Little Suki's blog (we think he may be developing a crush on her). We were luckily able to beat the Seattle traffic and immediately snuggled Winston up in bed (the anesthesia drops their body temperature and makes them cold) and took a nap with him. Here are some pictures of his recovery.

Snuggling, and he does not look that bad.

But you can tell that it was a slightly traumatic pug experience. The vet says he should be completely back to his crazy self in about four days, but we'll make him post about the experience before then. Also, please check out his new Dogster page (click on the badge on the side of this blog).

Poor Winston, We are sending you get well wishes from Texas. You are so cute and snuggly when you don't feel well. I like all of the cute puppy pics posted on your other website. You have changed so much from then. Not that you're ugly, but...well you just used to be soo cute!

We missed you today at the meet-up...it's probably a good thing that you weren't there, though. I think your daddy would have been smitten with the two pug puppies that were there. They were *tiny* and full of energy! Everyone kept oohing and ahhing over them :-)

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On Pugs:

In the whole catalogue of the canine species, there is not one of less utility, or possessing less the powers of attraction than the Pug Dog, applicable to no sport, appropriate to no useful purpose, susceptible of no predominant passion, and in no way whatever remarkable for any extra eminence, he has continued from era to era for what alone he might have been originally intended, the patient follower of a ruminating philosopher, or the adulating and consolatory companion of an old maid.

-Dr. Edward Patterson, 1804

The Story of the Grand Duke of Pugsworth

I'm a pug puppy that was born on July 8, 2006. I have a face that entitles me to get away with murder and, if all goes according to plan, I shall be able to freely manipulate my Humans as soon as they are properly trained. I foresee a pampered existence for myself, and will do whatever is necessary to see that it comes to be. Now (getting into character) I shall transform myself into an innocent dumb angel...and the Humans will be none the wiser. P.S.- I LOVE COMPLIMENTS! Feel free to leave me a message.

The story of the stray my parents brought home one day, aka "Cosette Colbert d'Bonapug"

Cosette is my little sister, born March 3, 2008. I am not sure how exactly my parents found her, but I am guessing that while they were out playing without me one day, they saw her wandering around and, in a momentary lapse of judgment, decided to bring her home. [Parents' Note: Cosette was not a stray, as much as we admire people who adopt pets who are or were strays, or from shelters, we got Cosette from a wonderful breeder and know that from the minute she was born, she has been nothing but pampered.] I guess she's not really so horrible, we play a lot but she also likes to sleep almost as much as I do, and she is even more snuggly than me, if you can imagine that. Unlike me, she is a social butterfly and loves to play with any other dog, person, or stuffie she sees, although, she is terrified of cats. She seems to be stuck in permanent puppy-hood and is the source of constant amusement for me and my parents.